سرگشته ,Wayfarer ,Miriam Aghazade ,Maryam Aghazade, میریام , مریم

Do not look for me, in sorrows and sighs, in pain and dispair.

I will find you someday,

When the sky turns purple, and laughter paints the night.

I will find you someday,

Where time ceases to pass, and breath flutters in passion.

It happened so suddenly, so unexpectedly. I woke up in the middle of the night, and all those feelings which weighted so heavily on my heart, were gone. All the resentment, hatred and pain were gone.

I just laid there on my bed, and savored that moment of freedom. I know, those feelings may come back someday… but for now, this feeling of peace and tranquility is enough.

Sickness is in the heart. You will not heal no matter what you do unless you cure your heart… and remove that darkness that has taken over your soul.

My soul has become so dark…

The story began in a dark, rainy night when our protagonist was heading home.

Reclining listlessly on the back seat of a taxi, she was watching the night through half closed eyes and rain splattered window while listening to Qntall. Thanking the gods for the quiet and peace in her life when suddenly…

To burn with passion, to drown in sensations, to forgo reason and dance in rapture… of being alive.

To touch, savor, crave, even go through withdrawal.

The magical story, finally came to an end.

I don’t want to forget anything about it, don’t want to change anything about it,  I want to keep it in my memory forever just as it was.

A precious moment in time…

Dreamed of you again last night, and the night before that…

I don’t know where were we. The only thing that I remember so clearly is that you were holding my hand, the sun was warm on our skins, and I was savoring the feeling of you beside me once again.

And now I feel lost without you here.

It has always been like this. I always dream of you, and when I wake up I feel such loneliness, such sorrow… that I don’t want to begin the day. I just want to stray back into that dream and be with you again.

I will see you someday in the world of the real, won’t I?

Some times, you are just too tired…

Dreams are tricky things.

You shouldn’t dream.

Because if you do, you should go after them no matter what, else they will haunt you to the point where you would leave everything and anything behind and go after them.

And if you don’t have the courage to follow the path of your dreams, you are doomed. Condemned to an empty cold life…

Tomorrow I want to follow my heart once again, to let go and breath again.

It feels like I’ve been trapped inside me for so long, I’ve forgotten how to be me.

Tomorrow I want to dance the path once again.